Globally different methods have seen lazers and death statistics to measure levels of what persists within infrastructure x,y,z.

Gas readers or rather, the topographic level that degassing of white goods regularly occurs, glass breaking. Static air. Knowing a pressure low persists for x amount of time, that port trapdoor with intergenerationally  unknown hazard now seeps out the door.

Never get noted by governing bodies it seems only “spirits in the air”.

Responsibility of hominin lies in recognising the lies.

Goes back to the elevator analogy.

The person paid to control the elevator, up and down. Up and down.

Just a little hat on, a brass monkey.

Have to trust them always watching, scheming from a place of boredom.

Same as a mine shaft operator in this day.

To trust any operator without interaction nor question, stupidity beyond err.

Same as catering to the yea yea yea, this is my version of events and how it went sir.

Yea yea yea, come with me if you want to live. Really live I know a party under the brewhouse, they make a real good stir.

I shall tell you all about it, my reality of what happened, show you some of the things we used to control the gases…

Then 5meo DMT gas was invented, and we lost track collectively. Then occurred the acetone of the fake nail industry. Then 2CB!

Hazards compounding, ambiguity increasing of where to install what, oh another death? No that person was at that party sir he was just a junky.

No no just come with me to the pharmacy, you can only buy from there.

See what we can get on the shelves now!

My goodness sir we may never make it onto the elves now.

The narrative as it has been, has never been about what to remove and install for sanity.

Why now? Because perpetual motion is now the plague, to have drive and purpose, connect in person, without an orbit of people flowing around never saying hello.

Just thumbs up! Smiling and waving never talking, dropping another delusion into the ongoing aerosol bomb.

“But the cover up is more profitable”

Another person died at the phosphorus level above the bases of ceasium and pesticides that persist?

Yes sir the aluminium came through, binded to the phosphate in the air!

Oh better make it a product, communicate the issue. I am sure a remedy exists somewhere, look at all those pharmaceutical shelves! It *is* the only way we can highlight another thing! Quick give me a tissue.

I shall be the lizard, with hardened skin, tears in my eyes. A croc for the Rok.

Then people shall know deep down inside such a thing now exists naturally. As so, phosphine became tablets to expand an attack on the “enemy” which was really just the wrong ship coming in. Or a flawed end of life strategy.